Married stepaunt’s House

Title: “Married Step-aunt’s House: A Taboo Encounter”

In the sultry heat of a summer afternoon, I found myself alone at home, eagerly anticipating the arrival of my stunning step-aunt, Sophia. She was a married woman, but that didn’t stop my mind from wandering to forbidden places whenever she was around. Sophia was the embodiment of sin in human form – long, perfectly toned legs, full, luscious lips, and a pair of breasts that could make a saint rethink his vows.

As I was fantasizing about her, the front door creaked open. In walked Sophia, radiant as ever, her blonde hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of gold. She was dressed in a low-cut top that left little to the imagination and a short skirt that hugged her curves in all the right places. My mouth went dry at the sight of her.

“Hello, darling,” she purred, sauntering over to me with a seductive sway in her hips. “I hope you don’t mind me dropping by unannounced. I just needed to get away from the house for a bit.”

I swallowed hard, trying to keep my composure. “Of course not, Auntie Sophia. I’m always happy to see you.”

She smiled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “I’m glad to hear that, sweetie. Because I’ve been thinking about you… a lot.”

My heart skipped a beat. Could it be? Was my step-aunt actually interested in me, her own nephew? The thought sent a thrill of excitement coursing through my veins.

“I’ve been thinking about you too, Auntie,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.

She moved closer, her perfume filling my nostrils and making my head spin. “Is that so? And what kind of thoughts have you been having, hmm?”

I couldn’t hold back any longer. In a moment of pure, unadulterated lust, I pulled her into a passionate kiss. She responded eagerly, her tongue exploring my mouth with a hunger that I had never experienced before.

We made our way to the bedroom, our clothes falling away along the way. I couldn’t believe my luck – my step-aunt, naked and wanting me, right here in my own house.

As we fell onto the bed, I took a moment to appreciate her body, drink it all in. Her breasts were full and round, her nipples already hard with arousal. A neatly trimmed landing strip of blonde hair adorned her pubic area, hinting at the delights that lay beneath.

Sophia reached out and grasped my hard, throbbing cock in her hand. “Oh my, sweetie,” she purred. “You are a big boy, aren’t you?”

She stroked my length, her touch delicate yet firm. I groaned, my hips bucking into her hand. She giggled, clearly enjoying the effect she was having on me.

Suddenly, she rolled over and positioned herself on her hands and knees, presenting her backside to me. “I want you, darling,” she breathed. “I want you to fuck me right now.”

I needed no further encouragement. I moved forward, grabbing her hips and sliding my cock between her slick folds. She was so wet, so ready for me. I pushed forward slowly, relishing the feeling of her tight walls enveloping me.

Sophia moaned, arching her back to take me deeper. “Yes, baby,” she encouraged, her voice thick with lust. “Give me that big, hard cock. Fuck me like the naughty aunt you know I am.”

I began to thrust, slowly at first, then faster and harder as our passion grew. The room was filled with the sounds of our lovemaking – the slap of skin on skin, our moans and cries of pleasure, the creaking of the bed frame as it moved beneath us.

I could feel my climax building, my balls tightening as Sophia’s tight pussy quivered around me. “I’m going to cum,” I gasped, my hands gripping her hips like a vice. “I’m going to fill you up, Auntie.”

“Yes,” she cried out, pushing back against me. “Fill me. Make me yours. Give me every last drop.”

With a final, powerful thrust, I buried myself deep inside her and let go. My cock pulsed as I emptied myself into her waiting womb, my seed firing out in thick, powerful streams. Sophia came at the same time, her body shaking and trembling as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

We collapsed onto the bed, both breathing hard and sweaty from our exertions. Sophia rolled over and kissed me deeply, her tongue dancing with mine.

“You were amazing, baby,” she whispered. “I knew you’d be a good fuck.”

I grinned, savoring the moment. “Anytime, Auntie. I’m here whenever you need me.”

And with that, we settled in for a long, lazy afternoon of taboo delights, secure in the knowledge that our secret was safe… for now.